R18 [TianzunKe] Mystic Waiter

all克/诡克-诡秘侍者

Silvaria8

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60176917

Summary:

Record an ordinary tarot session.

Notes:

I am like a hopeless illiterate who cannot understand English but insists on making up for the dark history of four or five years ago. I will not format it, so just read it. If there is a mistake in the tag, please remind me and I will modify it as I like.Warning: Tentacle spawning is long, ooc, please avoid it yourself.

Work Text:

-1-

How did I end up in this situation?

Klein was surrounded by slippery tentacles and sat at the head of the bronze table, trying his best not to show any abnormality.

How did things turn out like this? Lord Fool still listened to the conversation of the Tarot Club members in silence and dignity as usual, but no one knew what his body looked like under the black robe. Thick tentacles kept entering and exiting the entrance between his buttocks. The entire area below the bronze chair, which was blocked by the long table, was made up of tentacles. Some of them took turns to invade Klein's anus, while others climbed up along his naked body under the black robe and played with the two points on Klein's chest. Poor thing, those two points had been red, swollen and sensitive by the tentacles. They left purple bruises on Klein's chest. Klein's chest collapsed. That was the depression formed by Klein's ribs that were broken by the tentacles when they first played with him. This level of injury was certainly not worth mentioning for the Secret Servant, but the suppression of the lower-sequence Beyonders by the Beyonder Path made Klein unable to use any Beyonder abilities to transfer the wound.

That's right, the Supreme Being, that group of tentacles, it, or should we call it "Him", was the accident that occurred during Klein's promotion to the Fool's Ritual—the Celestial Lord awakened in his body, and He quickly relied on his identity as the Lord of Mysteries and the true master of Sefirah Castle, and relied on the extraordinary aggregation laws of the old days to truly restore himself to the former Fusheng Xuanhuang Celestial Lord. And the moment Klein realized that the ritual had failed, he only had time to think for a second before he was completely controlled by the Celestial Lord—just like what the gray fog had done to those disobedient seals, Klein felt like he was imprisoned on Sefirah Castle, and after he regained consciousness, he fell into a situation that he could not understand.

The huge tentacles surrounded him, and he could feel that the tentacles were very happy. Damn, why was He happy? Also, why had He not extracted my extraordinary characteristics and made small cakes to celebrate His resurrection? Why was He only deeply parasitizing me now?

"Cake? You like this? Haha, cute little guy, you make me feel very interesting. Fool, Tarot Club, Favored One, I can steal your fate and use your arrangements to make the next step. However, it is more useful for me to keep you. After all, the Lord of Mysteries needs a mysterious servant, right?"

The tentacles spoke. "He" waved those slippery tentacles with strange patterns and wrapped around Klein's naked body—it should be during the time when he lost consciousness that Klein was stripped naked—which made Klein feel bad. His spirit gave him a crazy warning. He felt the danger, even though the Celestial Lord said that he would keep him and a mysterious servant.

Those tentacles wandered all over Klein's body, manipulating him to kneel on the ground. At this time, Tianzun lifted the deep parasitism, but suppressed Klein's extraordinary ability. He was now just an ordinary person who was not easily played with. It seemed that because he had just revived, he could not perfectly control the strength of the tentacles. When tightening Klein's chest, he accidentally broke several of his ribs, and Klein could not even scream in pain.

Because at this moment, a huge tentacle was inserted into his mouth. It went in too deep, and Klein felt that his neck must have bulged a bit, which made him feel retching and his throat contracted violently. This seemed to stimulate the tentacle, and it went deeper and deeper, as if to cause Klein more pain. He even controlled a tentacle to fiercely wrap around Klein's neck, which made Klein unable to breathe, and his mind gradually became blank.

So, in extreme pain and a fatal feeling of suffocation, Klein lost control of his bladder, and a yellow liquid dripped out of his half-soft tip. He hadn't even ejaculated yet. In this situation, how could our poor little fortune teller scream?

After losing control of his bladder, He finally released His grip on Klein and His invasion of his throat, and Klein gradually regained his sanity. The tentacles still occasionally swept across his broken ribs - every time this happened, Klein felt a dull pain - with a little pity and hidden tyranny, they were eager to try to make another effort on this basis and insert the broken bones into the lungs. Will the little fortune teller faint directly or let out a suppressed cry of pain? After a little divination, the Lord of Mysteries gave up this idea. After all, Klein, who could react, was more interesting. But he would not let him use his extraordinary ability to repair his wounds, the Lord of Mysteries thought, after all, the little fortune teller's moans when his broken bones were touched were very cute.

After a short breath, a deeper invasion followed. Klein had just begun to think about what bargaining chips he could use to exchange for a certain degree of freedom with Tianzun (after He fully revived, Klein knew that he could not escape), when he felt a thick pillar pressing against his back. Damn! Mythical creatures, old gods, and the Lord of Mysteries also need sex? I thought giving a blowjob to the tentacle just now was the limit! Klein thought in horror, and he understood the spiritual warning just now.

-2-

Let's return to 3 o'clock on Monday afternoon—Master Fool, oh, maybe now we can only call him the Servant of Mysteries, after all, the Lord of Mysteries has returned, but the members of the Tarot Club are unaware of this—sitting at the top, enduring the invasion of the Lord of Mysteries while manipulating "the World" Hermann to respond to their communication.

Damn it, they seem to have started to hatch. They just moved a little... Klein thought fiercely, and they were referring to none other than the insect eggs hatching in his uterus.

After the invasion of Klein's throat, Tianzun turned his interest to his ass. The thick penis broke through the tight back hole, tearing open wounds. Klein lay on his back on the ground. Fortunately, He has turned into a human form, otherwise I would be more devastated by being fucked by a bunch of tentacles, he thought with a smile. With the lubrication of blood, Klein gradually felt pleasure in this sadistic sex, but the pain of the tentacles tightening on the broken bones and the urethra being inserted from time to time clearly told him that this was just a one-sided sex, and he was just an interesting masturbation cup that could make moans.

A large amount of semen along with the Beyonder characteristics was shot into Klein's body, making Klein feel like he was being filled up. He thought, if it weren't for the penis of the Heavenly Lord still blocking it, his stomach would definitely not be able to hold so much liquid... Wait... These are the Beyonder characteristics of the Thief and Apprentice Paths! If he doesn't expel them from his body now, he will lose control!

"If you don't want to lose control, there is only one way." Tianzun spoke leisurely, as if he was sure that the little fortune teller would choose that method. He released the suppression of Klein's Faceless Man's extraordinary ability.

There is only one way... In my current situation, I can only choose to get pregnant to avoid losing control caused by absorbing these extraordinary characteristics... Once I lose control, it will be irreversible... He said that he would keep me as a secret attendant, and maybe I can join the Tarot Club... Without any more room for thought, Klein made a quick decision.

A new organ quietly appeared inside Klein's body. He tried not to think about other things, and to concentrate on transforming his body, so that he could get pregnant as soon as possible before absorbing the Beyonder characteristics that would make him lose control. "It seems that you have made a choice that satisfies me." Tianzun spoke again, and Klein could hear the hidden malice in it.

Klein contained the semen containing extraordinary properties in the uterus. Now, the tender, newborn organ was trembling and trying to close its hole to prevent the semen that had been finally squeezed out. This poor little thing was squeezed like this just after it was created. It lay in his stomach like a blown-up balloon. Klein felt that the pleasure was about to drown him. He didn't know if he accidentally absorbed some extraordinary properties of other sequences. He felt a mess in his mind. With a slight movement, the pleasure brought to him by the newborn uterus came like a tide, washing away all his thoughts. He also had to try his best to contract the cervix of his uterus. He was going crazy.

"If you rely on yourself alone, I'm afraid your child won't be able to fully absorb these extraordinary characteristics." Tianzun looked at the scene with satisfaction. Perhaps Klein's current forbearance pleased Him, and His tone did not contain the regret from before. "As my servant, I can give you a little help."

Help? Klein struggled to digest these two words in his mind. His spirituality once again gave him a warning at this time. But Klein didn't have time to interpret it, because Tianzun's penis was being pulled out of his body at this time. The bloody, intestinal-stained flesh blade left the fortuneteller's abdomen, which was pushed up by the uterus and penis, and brought out a section of intestinal flesh, but then another thick object stabbed in. What is that? It doesn't look like a tentacle, nor is it His penis... What help does He want to give me?

"Are you ready? There are eggs from your old friends in here. They only have a few extraordinary characteristics left, but with my help, they have retained their mythical forms. They will absorb the excess characteristics I expelled in your womb, and regenerate into humans after hatching. During this period, you may have a hard time. After all, even for a human woman, it is too hard to be pregnant with three children at once." The Lord of Mysteries showed a gentle smile, "Are you ready to be a mother of three children?"

Wait, damn, what old friends? Could it be the ones I thought of... Amon, Mr. Men, and Antigonus... They turned back into insect eggs, and now, they are going to be reborn in my body? Are you kidding me? !

But the Heavenly Lord would not give his servants any room for preparation. The thick ovulator was inserted a little deeper, and it was about to poke the cervix... Shit... Am I really going to get pregnant with those three angel kings? Klein felt that he was on the verge of collapse.

Finally, it stopped at Klein's cervix, with its head pressing against the entrance to the newly opened space. The cervix, which was already struggling to contract, was almost breached by this, and Klein was once again pushed to the crest of the wave of desire.

An egg the size of an adult's fist quietly slid into the oviduct, and the tube wall began to contract regularly, sending the egg into Klein's anus. Klein felt that there was something thicker than the thing in his body moving in his intestines... That was the egg that Tianzun mentioned... It was already at the entrance of the uterus... No... I can't... get pregnant with them... I...

Klein tried his best to resist. He contracted the entrance, trying to prevent the egg from entering, but Tianzun once again deeply parasitized him. Klein felt it, and he gradually opened the uterine cavity. The overflowing semen inside was scrambling to leave this narrow container, but it was blocked by the thing that was pressed against the uterine entrance. When it was inserted into the uterus, Klein had an orgasm. The egg was really too big, not to mention that there was a thick layer of flesh wrapped around it. Klein couldn't resist such pleasure. The Lord of Mysteries leisurely admired Klein's spasms for a while, and when he finally recovered from the orgasm, he kindly pushed the egg into Klein's uterus. Klein almost fell into this pleasure again. You know, there are still two eggs waiting in line to return to the mother's womb...

-3-

Klein was becoming more and more uneasy. Tianzun - before the Tarot Club began, Tianzun, with the thought of watching Klein collapse, concealed his existence and tampered with the bronze chair, turning it into an evil being with a normal upper part and a lower part made up of tentacles. He picked up the little fortune teller, who was dominated by pleasure and powerless after his uterus was filled with three huge insect eggs, and nailed him to the thick tentacles of the bronze chair - by the way, Tianzun deliberately left Klein's ribs that were broken by the tentacles at the beginning. He liked Klein's groans after his broken bones were touched. The little fortune teller who was afraid of pain was really cute, wasn't he? "Block it for you, otherwise you will have to perform ovulation in public in the middle of the Tarot Club. Or, do you prefer to sit on my thighs? Although I am the Lord of Mysteries and you are the Attendant of Mysteries, my penis can give you help at this time."

Sitting on your lap, and then introducing him to everyone, is this the true Lord of Mysteries... Klein spat at Him fiercely in his heart. He said that there was no need to bother the Heavenly Venerable, and expressed his gratitude for Him not replacing Klein to organize the Tarot Club, and for opening up the authority of Sefirah Castle to communicate with the members of the Tarot Club to him. Of course, Klein would not anger the other party when he was under their control and had no backup plan. After all, in order to survive and give protection to the members of the Tarot Club, he even endured the creation of a womb and the birth of a child.

...

Klein could feel that the three insect eggs in his uterus were becoming more and more "lively" after absorbing enough extraordinary properties of the corresponding pathways. They were wriggling in his uterus and getting bigger and bigger. Under Klein's body covered by the black robe, his abdomen was getting more and more swollen. This would certainly not be fatal to the faceless man, but they accumulated too much pleasure for Klein's body - a naughty child even found his cervical opening and tried to study the fragile entrance, wanting to explore what was outside the mother's uterine cavity. But something was blocking it from leaving. Klein knew that it was the tentacles on the bronze chair. They inserted into his back hole alternately, and when the insect eggs just poked their heads out of the uterus, they slammed them back fiercely. Klein repeatedly accepted the pleasure of his uterus being knocked open, and the three insect eggs in his body were madly absorbing the extraordinary properties of the semen... They grew too big... His belly was like a pregnant woman in her tenth month... It was almost... reaching its limit...!

"Mr. World, I learned from an angel of the Thief Sequence that a few days ago there was an aggregation of extraordinary characteristics targeting the fortune tellers, thieves, and apprentice angels... It seems that the higher the sequence, the stronger the aggregation effect. Are you okay? Uh, I mean, have you been affected? Although you are still sitting here, you must have been affected..."

Klein could no longer hear this question. Our poor fool squirted during the most intense collision. A large amount of fluid was blocked in the uterus, making the worm eggs even more excited. They seemed to be very interested in the mother's vaginal fluid and squirmed more frequently. But Klein was immersed in the climax at this time. His uterus was cramping and his intestines were contracting violently. He used all his strength to avoid sliding off the bronze chair. But even if he really lost his strength, it didn't matter. He was pierced by two tentacles on the chair. Under the black robe, several tentacles tightly strangled his chest and neck. The swollen belly was spared. After all, for the development of the child, it is better not to oppress the belly of a pregnant woman. The broken ribs were strangled fiercely. Klein felt that the broken bones seemed to pierce into his lungs. The severe pain was less than the pleasure, and he lost consciousness.

"...Mr. World?"

"World," the puppet controlled by Klein did not respond for a long while. Just when everyone in the Tarot Club thought that the "world" had been infected by an unknown existence, "he" suddenly spoke: "It is the Lord Fool who has restored a higher status. Praise my Lord." After saying this, "he" lowered his head, held his right hand in front of his chest, and bowed devoutly to the top of the bronze table.

The people of the Tarot Club followed The World and praised Klein - and our Mr. Fool, who was still in the mysterious darkness mixed with the afterglow of the climax and the pain of broken bones piercing his lungs, was controlled by the tentacles attached to his black robe and nodded slightly.

"That's all for today."